Monday, November 10

letting things go

i received these gerber daisies over a month ago, i am usually really good at throwing things like that out once their time has passed but for some reason i didn't, i watched them change and left them where they were. today as i was ready to throw them out i noticed how beautiful the petals had fallen one to another, layered like ballerinas. I also started to think about the things i hold on to, the ones that i can't let go of. Sometimes they are conversation i replay in my head, or things i have lost and still try to look for, sometimes it is people i can't let go of even when i know i should. i started to make a list of things that keep reappearing, things i seem to carry with me, things that show up at the most unexpected times but do me no good and even those objects i can't seem to give away. then i wondered what you carried around with you knowing you should let go of. i thought maybe you could leave them here and i could put them on a paper boat and float them in the canal, or let the air take them in a balloon, or perhaps in a bottle and together we could make room for something new, something more gratifying, more rewarding...

31 comments:

oh! these photos are so ethereal--so elegant in their passing...can you take from me, and float down the canal in a paper boat the things i hold on to: anger, resentments, useless guilt and sadness that the world isn't perfect? This way maybe I can hold onto the more productive things that slip away sometimes, like acceptance and compassion and love and make way for a new conversation with myself?

i love this post...you know, every time I have fresh cut flowers in my house, I have a hard time throwing them out...They make me melancholy when they fade, & my husband thinks I'm a nut :o)please put in the boat for me...attachment to material things.

Wow... surprisingly gorgeous shots of the fading flowers! I think many of us can relate to your thoughts and words about letting go.

I learned, the hard way, how to be okay with letting go of material things when all of my favorite belongings were stolen. After being bitter about it for years, I finally see the loss as a good thing.

Nadia these photographs are so beautiful. Your words come at a perfect moment in my life when I have been thinking about whats really important to me.Please take my fear of the unknown. I don't need it anymore.

nadia how happy i am to share with you that right now i have nothing that i need to let go of. i am sure that you are aware of that which i am going through because of my posts and i can honestly say that right now where i am, is ok, it is good and i need to be here. your post however will remain with me and when i do need to remove that something, i will.

Ballerinas are exactly what I thought of when I looked at these beautiful pictures. i have the hardest time throwing out flowers once they have started to decay. It used to drive my mum mad, my boy is more tolerant although I'm sure he thinks it's pretty odd behaviour.

beautiful faded flowers, beautiful words. Nadia I've trying to let go of sorrow for quite some years but it stucks with me and I guess it will never leave.Otherwise, I remember when I was 20 and that there was nothing that could have a hold on me. No people, no material things but today I can see that I've changed and that I have too much roots where I am and even this can be reassuring I don't like it when I think about it. I would like to let go of that fear too.

beautiful photos nadia. and i share your sentiments on letting go. i have the hardest time leaving behind routines and habits that comfort me, but may not always be best for me personally and hold me back from things that are new and different.

These are beautiful photos. I love your words, and agree with you about letting go. It's also very hard for me, and I think others have it easier because they CAN let go. But I'm just not like that I suppose.

Old loves are hardest for me to let go of. Once someone enters my heart, I feel, at least on some level, they hold that place in my heart forever. Often I think this is one of my better qualities, but in some cases it can be unhealthy and painful. It's so wounding to love someone that doesn't really even love themself.On a lighter note, from a former ballerina, I must tell you these picture are so tender and beautiful. And yes, just like a ballerina.Nadia, if you have a chance, please stop by and read the post on my blog, I would like very much for you to see it. Thank you, Jenniferhttp://blog.jenniferlorton.com

Beautiful ballerinas, gorgeous photos that capture them perfectly. As I've gotten older I realize I've held onto items that are fearfully close to being regrets. I'd like to let those float down the canal.

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